ert
er feels like it could ro
eft the office, and went straight to the city hall in
ened three years ago, thinking she didn’t protect Cornelia we
ornelia anymore. So, she found Granny Luisa from Riverton, hoping she could introduce a s
should be to get married, no matter who the husband was, as
and witnessing so many broken marriages around he
she could get married, but if not, being sing
ase, Cornelia agreed to mar
as she got out of the car, she saw a tall ma
acks, but his appearance was striking, a
phone, not loo
er grandma sent her. The man was the one in the
she was close, he hung up the
oking, but he also had
“Are you Jer
turned to walk i
rnelia had to jog to keep up with him. “U
cked his watch, “Do yo
sk if he knew her, i
married by the pressure of the older generation, not beca
was Granny Luisa’s grandson, n
her head, “Le
ished it
tificate, she could hardly believe it. At
e to take care of you. Take this card, the password
time she recovered, Jeremy had
ard in her hand, feeling
comic book studio with her friend. With a lot of income every
to deal with the elders at home, not to interfere w
ive a peaceful life with her, she would
the marriage certificate to her grandma, “G
You’d better have some children
Cornelia put away her phone, f
she would be urged to get married, and once married, she would be pus
eemed to have no inf
lia again. Cornelia’s life didn’t undergo any changes what
and Riverton welcomed i
job performance, had been transferred to the secr
, and everyone in the company was very nervous, especially Cornelia,
tor door opened, and two men and a woman exited. The man in the lead wore silver–f
liar and couldn’t help but obse
league Yolanda whispered in her ear. “A girl in our office o
orking at the headquarters. She knew he was only 28 years ol
ehind, “Do you think you’re worthy of him?” The speaker was Eden Petersen, who ha
istic fantasies, and she didn’
ntinued sarcastically, “Women these days are always aiming too high. Ju
Helena, came over and looked at them coldly. “Cornelia,
s president and then for Marcus Hartley for many years. She was about to be
elected from the president’s office staff of over twenty people.
was elegantly decorated with floor–to–cei
a white shirt and black trousers, standi
aid, “President Hartl
hem, and his aura was so strong that
my name is Eden, and I’ve been working in the CEO’s office for five yea
, but those who knew him were aware that he had n
up, “President Hartley, my name is Yolanda, and I’v
fident, but her trembling vo
at Cornelia, who was
the man’s face, which was like a work of art ca
ht he looked ki
tually Jeremy, the husband she had only met once on
table internally, and to protect their only heir, h
us Hartley, and the name used in life was